Breaking the horizon
To bring technicolor
Upon the dark side
Of the blue marble
The Red Dawn
Photography
The Saying
Take a picture…it will last longer….
The Conductor
Voices in the subconscious
Whispers on the wind
Influencing decisions
Opinions never mend
The weight is always carried
On a single train of thought
Running full speed on the tracks
Advice given instead of sought
One penny away from
Running off the rail
Two cents in return
Hope for the brakes not to fail
The Equipoise
Out of clutter, find simplicity. From discord, find harmony. In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity-Albert Einstein
The Press Play
Speak your own lyrics
Walk to your individual melody
Live your own song
The Refresh
The dawn
Brings life
To nature’s
Skeletons.
The Windmill
Adrift in the midst
Of what is and could be
Pinballing through senses
Of emotions unseen
A gentle touch reassures
It’s not yet a dream
A small jolt of euphoria
To boost self esteem
Alone with the ghosts
Of decisions unmade
Confidence in the reality
Succumbs to the fade
The Wall of Oval Drops
He thought he could walk on water
Until he almost drown
He thought he could fly
But fear of heights held him down
Eventhough he was wrong
He tried to prove himself right
Should have walked away
But thought he could fight
He couldn’t wait to get older
To be on his own
Walk a straight line
A youth to atone
Everyone said-
A failure you’ll be
You cant chase a dream
When yourself…you can’t see
Blinded by I told you so and
I’ll prove you wrong
He set off into the world
To create his own song
He failed a bit here
And just trudged ahead
Succeeded over there
Gaining traction and tread
In the end, his dream
Didnt involve money or fame
Payback, I showed you
Or laying stake to a claim
It was about knowing
He be ok on the inside
When he followed his heart
Instead of someone else’s eyes
The Eye Spy
No words…just love.
The Day Dream
Never leave
When the sun shines so bright
When the trees are in bloom
And the birds dance in flight
Only leave
When the air has a bitter chill
When the trees will be bare
The sun soaring alone and still
The nights are left for me
To ponder and dream
Of what it would be like
To have you long enough
To either
Stay or leave.
Good2begone 